Highly recommended.

Elements of The Fall or even Spray Paint in its Beefheart-esque delivery.

A few years ago, London, England’s Housewives, in the finest of postpunk traditions, began making an intensely focused racket. Their debut took the form of a five-song limited-edition cassette put out by Faux Discx. This self-titled EP had a startling power and hypnotic force that is all too rare in this era of practiced disaffection. Instead of pretending to be bored by this evershifting world, Housewives' approach revealed a microscopic attention to detail. Despite their using the traditional instruments of rock n’ roll, Housewives invert these powerful totems to their own ends. This is music that earns its praise from such high priests of refusal as Charles Hayward (This Heat, Camberwell Now).

"It’s a twelve-inch now, and fully deserves the upgrade: audaciously balanced yet robust arrangements where every element seems to be talking past each other while still amounting to a litany of finely observed points. Joe Rafferty and David Moran’s guitars clang in sweet harmony, often bringing Glenn Branca and Mark Shippy (US Maple, Shorty);.." - Noel Felder, The Quietus

"The whole thing is over in far less than half an hour, leaving you buzzing with adrenaline, anxiety levels high, bruised, disoriented and unsure what just happened. " - Jennifer Kelly, Dusted

"...have me thinking Housewives could’ve easily found space in Cold Storage some 35 years ago. I’m throwing around a lot of old names here, but Housewives feels less like an adoring tribute and more like its own distinctly rude burst of life.." - YellowGreenRed